I went out today on a club type ride- it was my first one...
at first it was nice and stressfree- then it got colder, windier, and the rain started.
Oh yeah-
and there were hills!
Big ones. Cresting the hill dead on into the wind was really tough. Everybody else had their hybrids- and I'm chuggin' with Ted up the hill- Ted being the name of my bike, for those who don't know.
And I'm not only talking to Ted- I'm cajoling him- urging him on up that freakin' hill...
and when 2 of the hills got the best of me- I'm walking up that damn grade, and I'm saying c'mon Ted- let's go...we're better than this...

weird, huh?
I'm not talking to myself, mind you. I am talking to the bike...

well- we made it. The kicker is- it was only 15k- and it took and hour and a half. I was warm in my cycling jacket and tights- recent and very welcome additions to my cycling wardrobe!But my energy level was really poor-I shouldn't have been bonking- I ate before I went, had lots of water and energy drink.
Last weekend I came down with this strange malady- for a 48 hour period, I had no energy- none...no gas...I could barely lift my head.And then - out of nowhere I just felt stronger and stronger til I felt almost bad to normal... I think it's something going around but...
hopefully it's the tail end of that and the next ride I'll be stronger.

Kimba